What makes us human?

philosophy

The crackExpandsMaking me blind To the border betweenMatter of daylight and Experience of sleep.Which one to awaken from?And how?Closed in a loop,Abstracted,Waiting leaves my sideAnd I descend,With gravity of my being,DownwardInto the crack.

In numbers and shared intentions they found safety. Their undying pursue for warranty was cleverly disguised into sky-high matters and superior morals; fear, the master puppeteer, was patently well hidden, smirking behind the screen.

Everyone around me was busy looking for a formula. I stood and watched them build devotedly, sightlessly, obstacles to their own happiness.